Chapter 981 The Dead Han Returns to Chu, and the General Yingbu is down

Chu He's brows furrowed, he couldn't understand where Feng Qingtian got so much confidence, and looked at the monks around him who were pinching different techniques, and his heart was full of doubts.

It stands to reason that at this time, these people should also attack.

But these people only besiege but do not attack.

Their techniques were different, but there were no spiritual power fluctuations in the air, and there was no trace of a strange aura appearing.

Chu He walked towards the windy sky step by step, always vigilant for the attacks of the surrounding monks.

One-step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

The surrounding monks still stood in place like dead wood, holding strange spells in their hands, and the light in their eyes gradually disappeared, not stopping Chu He's attack.

The wind in front of him was smiling, he was laughing wildly, and he was also very confident, not worried about his life or death at all.

Five steps!

Six steps!

Seven steps!

At this moment, Chu He was still ten steps away from Feng Qingtian, and the gun in his hand was enough to touch Feng Qingtian's body as long as one end, but he did not raise his gun to attack.

Eight steps!

Syllable!

Chu He stopped, at this moment he could not move forward, nor could he shoot.

A strange liliang enveloped him, causing the gravity around him to suddenly increase countless times.

The surrounding yin wind was whistling more and more, and Chu He only found out at this time that the white bones in the entire tomb courtyard had disappeared without knowing when, and the surrounding yin wind was even thicker than before.

"Light!"

Chu He's mind moved, and the Great Bright Sword on his back buzzed, and in an instant, a ray of light rose from behind Chu He.

The Great Bright Sword automatically unsheathed and suspended above the head of the Chu River, fixing the gravity of this space and dispersing the increasingly thick yin qi above the head of the Chu River.

Boom! Boom!

At this time, a strange scream sounded.

Chu He's brows furrowed even deeper, and he found that the monks around him began to age one by one, as if there was a kind of liliang that was extracting their vitality.

Thundered!

In front of the Chu River, Feng Qingtian's eyes were scarlet, with a touch of anger, his hands were slightly raised, and the ground under his feet suddenly shattered.

A sarcophagus rose from the ground with a bang.

This sarcophagus is covered with strange patterns, like a large Tai Chi gossip pattern stretching out, and Chu He's heart moved.

"Somewhat familiar ......"

The sarcophagus in front of him was somewhat familiar, Chu He's heart was beating wildly, and he was trying to think about when he had seen such a sarcophagus.

When the sarcophagus in front of him rose up, the gravity around him became thicker and thicker, and the howl of the yin wind and ghosts continued to sound, making Chu He unable to attack at all, and could only concentrate and keep the two-step range around him free to move.

Airplanes!

The spear in his hand was not suitable for fighting in such a state at all, Chu He decisively collected it, grabbed it towards the top of his head, and held the Great Bright Sword in his hand.

The power of light became brighter and brighter under the injection of Haoran righteousness, and outside that beam of light, a faint white appeared, gathering all the light of the dazzling scorching sun inside.

"Crying blood, the dead Han is restored, under the whole world, King Xiang will not be destroyed, and the general will live forever! I will take the will of the king and grant the general Yingbu to resurrect it! ”

A deep voice sounded at this time, and the eyes of Feng Qingtian had begun to drip blood, and his hands were dripping with blood, and between words, he suddenly put his hands on the sarcophagus, on the two circular marks on the Tai Chi pattern.

Rumble!

Around, more than a dozen monks shattered, and the vitality of Zuihou, under the prayer of the wind and clear sky, completely disappeared, and the liliang of Yingbu's resurrection in the sarcophagus occurred.

"Yingbu...... Yingbu! …… I remembered, isn't this sarcophagus the same as the sarcophagus where Zhong Liwu was hiding in Wucheng back then? ……”

Chu He's throat was a little dry, and the doubts in his heart were even thicker.

Back then, Zhong Liwu had not succeeded in raising a corpse, so he let Chu He waste the strength of nine cows and two tigers to kill, and now this Yingbu is already the corpse of Dacheng, and it has also been cultivated by some special means of the sect, and now Liliang is no longer measurable.

And this windy sky, where did you get this ancient corpse?

Boom! Boom!

"After sleeping for hundreds of years, Lao Tzu was finally born once!"

When Chu He was thinking, a voice sounded in the sarcophagus, followed by a cracking sound, the sarcophagus shattered inch by inch, Feng Qingtian's body fell to the ground, knelt straight on one knee, and made a look of surrender.

Click! Click!

A man in bronze armor slowly stood up, his body was full of yin qi wailing, and the rich aura of death had been integrated into his bones.

This is no longer an ordinary corpse, but an incomparably powerful corpse king!

Once such a corpse king appears in Shijie of the living, he will definitely be thousands of miles away, and the place covered by the breath of death will be full of ghost slaves who are enslaved by him.

"Respected general, the last general is Hou Wanshan, the commander of Zhenlongwei under King Xiang, this is the last general's talisman, please personally kill the Xiaoxiao in front of you!"

Feng Qingkong said respectfully, and raised his hands slightly, revealing a bronze tiger talisman.

Yingbu's turquoise eyes glanced at Chu He, turned his head to look at the wind and clear sky kneeling on the ground, his eyes moved, and he nodded and said, "Very good!" Since it is the personal guard of King Xiang, there is no need to be so polite, this summoning me to be born, your jihua must have been executed to a critical point, right? ”

"General Qiyu, now he has perfectly executed in accordance with King Xiang's jihua, and now he has summoned the general again, and he is forced to do his job, the person in front of him is named Chu He, the king of Changshan, a thief, and has killed General Zhong Liwu......"

Feng Qingtian didn't get up, still bowed and said.

Chu He in front of him frowned, he didn't expect that this Feng Qingtian would actually call himself Hou Wanshan, and he also knew some things about himself.

Could it be that the other party is Hou Wanshan, then he got some secret secrets from the real Hou Wanshan.

"Are you Hou Wanshan?"

Chu He hesitated in a deep voice and did not speak.

"What, Zhong Liwu is dead...... haha！ Good, good, good! …… Boy, tell me, you're going to kill Zhong Liwu? ”

Yingbu said, suddenly daxiao, and then the laughter stopped, he suddenly turned his head to look at Chu He, and the killing intent in those eyes rose to the sky, as if he was going to blast this piece of heaven.

The strong killing intent made people's hearts ripple, and Feng Qingtian, who was kneeling beside Yingbu, changed his eyes, and when he was about to speak, he was directly broken by this powerful killing intent.

Burst!

Feng Qingkong suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly weakened.

He couldn't stop Yingbu's killing intent, and his killing intent broke his Dao heart, and he fell directly from the Earth Immortal Realm to the Human Immortal Realm.

This time, in a short period of time, he actually fell below the twofold realm one after another, and even if he recovers in the future, I am afraid that he will stop at the immortals.

"No ......"

Feng Qingtian had a hint of horror in his eyes, looked at his blood-soaked eyes, and roared hoarsely.